So the PR peeps for Hooch sent me a 6-pack of Fox Blackcurrant and I was a total bitch to them. They were all like ‘So, let us know when the post goes live’ and I was like ‘No, no, darlings; that’s only *if* I like it’.

I’m a disgusting snob, you see. I like sipping on champers and Chambord on chaise lounges while getting a pedi. And downing overpriced cocktails made in a fancy silver shaker thing by a hot barboy who’s probably all of 23 and will take home and say charming things like ‘God, your hands are so old’.

So ja, I wasn’t too excited about Hooch. I mean for God’s sake; it’s called Hooch. But here’s the kicker; it’s actually pretty darn good. Like berry juice with just a dash o’ booze in it. And, at just 4,5% alcohol a bottle, you can totally get away with drinking at least two before you start crying about some boy who doesn’t like you back.

But ja. Getting back to Hooch Fox. While the labels got a bit of a makeover, it still tastes exactly the same which is actually rather nice, even more so if you add a bit of ice to it to take the edge off its sweetness.

I took them over to Tam’s house, she of Glow Spray Tan awesomeness, and we knocked them back straight out of the bottle along with her killer Thai green curry. Super casual dining at its finest.

Want to try them yourselves? A 6-pack of Hooch goes for around R57 and is the kind of thing that’ll go down well at your next braai once this God awful weather clears up.

Love, love

Leigh